With undead skills, I can read files infinitely

When 'Fog' saw the sachet, it visibly shook.

Gu An has been paying attention to its movements.

This is the first time it has seen such a dazzling light from a strange eye. The eyes are no longer the white and lifeless eyeballs, but the twinkling stars, just like the Milky Way.

No one could have imagined that a weird before and after change would be so big.

'Fog' took the sachet from Gu An with trembling hands.

Holding the sachet in its pale hands, it slowly touched its eyes, its eyeballs stared at it motionlessly, and kept looking at it like this.

The tears in the eyes began to flow down, drop by drop fell on the sachet, the words that had been erased by the years were stained with tears, and blended with the original fabric.

Wei Wei can cry, Gu An didn't believe it before, but after seeing Han Xiuxiu's tears, he believed it.

'Fog' kept holding the sachet, its body began to tremble, it looked very excited, its eyes were full of tears and light, like a child.

It seems that a century-old fetter has finally come to an end this time.

Its figure began to fade, blurred, and disappeared.

Gu An was a little panicked, he didn't expect this situation, and he didn't know what this situation meant. Could it be that the end of the worry is the relief?

Will Han Xiuxiu disappear?

Gu An took a step forward, waving his hands indiscriminately, he rarely lost his size like this, he desperately tried to grab something in the original position of 'fog'.

But obviously that figure was caught in his hands, and what was being held was only air.

He caught nothing, not even the air escaped from his hands, let alone the 'fog'

The fog is Han Xiuxiu's ghost, if it disperses, will Han Xiuxiu die?

Gu An's eyes were confused, he didn't know what to do for a while, even though he thought in his mind that he could read the file and go back to before this incident happened, but he was still very scared, afraid of Han Xiuxiu's special reason, afraid that he would become Just like ancient paintings, even if you read the file yourself, you can only guarantee that you will not die, but cannot change everything in the painting.

"Xiuxiu...Xiuxiu..."

Gu An waved his hands and kept shouting.

The fog is still disappearing, the figure is getting lighter and lighter, he has a feeling that he has lost the whole world.

His heart, at this moment, is hopeless.

He never thought that he would despair because of a weirdness.

until……

"Husband..."

A familiar address, a familiar voice came from behind, into the ears.

Gu An's whole body was shaken, and he suddenly woke up, as if he had thought of something.

He turned around stiffly and looked back.

The flashing voice-activated lights in the corridor switched back and forth between light and dark. At that bright moment, he saw Han Xiuxiu's bright red figure standing behind him, very close to him. In her eyes, there was more No tint.

The 'fog' has not dissipated, but the wish has been resolved, and the ghost has returned to the body?

Gu An daydreamed boldly, and everything that happened in front of him also proved his thoughts.

Han Xiuxiu is still standing here, and her gaze is no longer as dull as before, and there is more expression in her eyeballs, she seems to be alone.

"Call again..."

Gu An was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he stared blankly at Han Xiuxiu and asked softly.

"Husband..."

Han Xiuxiu repeated it again.

Gu An could hear it clearly, he smiled, he smiled happily, grinning, he had never smiled so happily.

"Xiuxiu... after so many years, do you regret it..."

Gu An asked a question that was hidden deep in his heart early in the morning.

Han Xiuxiu looked at him, the light in her eyes was still there, but occasionally she would switch between confused and sober.

Seeing this state, Gu Anming realized that although Han Xiuxiu's ghost had returned to her body, she hadn't completely recovered. Compared with before, she was not so dull, and she looked more like a person.

But it's a pity, it's just more like the Han Xiuxiu of Hanjiacun, not the Han Xiuxiu.

"But it's pretty good, take your time, there is still hope after all."

Gu An comforted himself, he was still very happy, at least he didn't have to really blame Han Xiuxiu for being a piece of wood in the future.

At this time, a pair of small hands suddenly stretched out in front of Gu An.

Gu An was taken aback.

Han Xiuxiu was looking at herself, with tears in her eyes. She opened her mouth and made a small voice, timidly, as if answering Gu An's question just now: "Grievance..."

After so many years, do you regret it?

No regrets, just grievances...

Gu An understood, understood what Han Xiuxiu meant.

Although she has not returned to her original appearance, but she is thinking and knows what she is asking, but the reaction will be a little slow, but she is still trying to answer her own question.

Han Xiuxiu kept looking at Gu An, and saw that he hadn't held her hand for a long time, with a trace of fear on her small face, and said again: "Husband, don't be angry..."

Gu An woke up in an instant, looked at her frightened face, and grasped those hands, which were cold, like ice cubes, but warm in her heart.

"I'm not angry, I have no right to be angry."

Gu An lowered his head and muttered softly.

Seeing Gu An holding her little hand, Han Xiuxiu's eyes became warm, and her expression changed slightly, as if trying to put on a smiling expression: "Husband, it's so nice..."

Gu An smiled brightly: "Well, Xiuxiu is better, she doesn't even ask me for a bride price when she gets married..."

bride price?

Han Xiuxiu tilted her neck and remained silent, as if trying to digest Gu An's words.

It seems that the ghost entering the body is only the first step. It will take some time or some preparation to truly become Han Xiuxiu in the Han family village.